”I went silent. More tears rolled down my face. I felt dizzy. I felt sick.“They found her in the bathtub this morning,” she finished, unable to ...ay more.I don’t know how long I was on the floor. I don’t know how long mom held me there. But I was in my bed now, fully clothed and on top of my bedspread. It felt like hours or just mere seconds had passed. I was still trying to gather the facts. I hadn’t put much emotion into what had happened. I needed to know exactly what happened first.But mom. For some reason, I was embarrassed. I didn’t say anything, figured he would be done soon. I tried to ignore him, but I couldn’t help but stare at him. It wasn’t like he had a monster cock or anything, but watching him masturbate was turning me on. I don’t know if it was because he didn’t know I was watching, or the fact he was only an arm length away. But he was defiantly making me wet, my pussy was on fire. I called his name. He stopped and was quiet. I told him to cum here. He quickly. I was stuffed at both ends and loving it. I laid there and took this for about 4 minutes before Jason pulled from my cunt and opened the door. I assumed he was going for a piss too (what is with guys I thought) but Brian kept me busy by using my mouth. I had my eyes closed and was loving it as I heard the door again.I did not move but laid there. Then I felt a hand on my head and me being pulled to the other side of the bed. I instinctively opened knowing what to expect and I felt a semi hard. Her black stockings accentuated her long shapely legs and her aging vagina glistened as urine began to spray from her labia. Quick Simon she exclaimed as the golden fountain noisily hit the floor - and she handed me the first of two tiny plastic sample pots. I aimed the open pot at the steaming stream of her pee and filled it in 1 go. I dropped to my knees and let Elaine's urine cover me. She tasted beautiful and her piss flowed over my face and lips and mingled with my saliva. Elaine moaned.